About a year ago, a little brown bunny moved into a green bungalow on W Lambright Street in Old Seminole Heights, down by the Hillsborough River. She stayed inside at first, safe from growling dogs and taunting raccoons and the 8-foot gators the river deposits on its banks.

But one day she began to venture out. The bunny was scared at first of her neighbors, friendly though they were. A flinch would send her running, a blur of ears and dust, but soon she began to settle in and eventually she developed a daily routine.

Around dusk, she'd hop across the street to 326, where Linda Martinez, 63, offered "Buckwheat" a small pile of fresh spinach. She'd bounce next door, to 324, where Lisa Ranney, 44, fed "Bunny" carrots. She'd then make for 320, where Patricia Fisher, 71, gave "Freedom" pieces of romaine lettuce. Then she'd hop across to 325, where Lyn Blair, 70, gave "Little Fella" apples.

Her owner, Zach Corral, told his neighbors that the bunny belonged to the world.

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For the past year, readers have come to the State You're In pages in our monthly Floridian magazine to feast on our facts, to lap up our lyrics, to tarry with our Time Capsule. And then they were done, and there was nothing to do but wait for the next month. Didn't seem right that we were apart for so long. So we on the SYI desk have decided to go digital. Written by Michael Kruse, it will provide you a constant supply of signature State You're In news and commentary. Because we were meant to be together. Every day.